And so, a few yearnful years ago, <br />we planted a thistle, so blue. <br />A Thistle for me to remember, <br />recall and reminisce o’er the home I once knew. <br />This perfect choice plant (for a man of my birth?) <br />was a bookmark of sorts in the greens all around. <br />But it never was seen for the following years. <br />(We feared rigorous weeding, left it purged from the ground.) <br />But my absence last year, left one border untouched. <br />Save a last minute clearing, of autumnal drape. <br />This year, it’s come back, like an Ice-crystal magnet, <br />to bring back long gone memories, we can never escape. <br /> <br /> <br />Note: Can be seen at <br />www.flickr.com/photos/22045518@N08/2687913507/<br /><br />Danny Reynolds<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/012-return-of-the-blue-thistle/
